Raven
A star in my ravens eye
I'm lost in my own reprise
A star owed to another soul
I have never repressed what is yours
You never look still in calm
a star withered with unrest
My raven must depart
Neither wished or untrue.
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I enjoyed reading this poem.
There is a softness within the lines.
The last line,
"Neither wished or untrue." Gives the poem a mystic feel.
I think, if you added more to the poem, it would really open things up. I could have read an entire page, written in this format. Well done.
Hi Katina
Thankyou very much for your kind response. I am glad you enjoyed reading this, I agree adding would of opened it up a bit more but I like to let the reader come up with their own conclusions to what I'm writing about.
Thankyou again for taking the time to read my poem :)